Chapter 28

Hi, Amareux. Heard you live under tables now." Dallas said, sarcasm dripping from his voice.

Amareux scratched his head, his brain running, thinking about what lie to tell. "Not really. I just had to do stuff that had to do with being under tables."

Dallas saw his lie. He knew it was all a lie. But, he chose to keep quiet. "Alright."

"Yeah." Amareux replied awkwardly and began to walk away. When he got to where Dallas stood, the butler held onto his wrists, barring him from moving forward.

"Where are you headed to?"

"To take a walk. You got any problem with that?" Amareux asked, trying to keep this heartbeat steady. He was getting good at this and he did not want to fumble now that he was almost close to getting out of Dallas' grip.

"No, I don't have any problem with that. Dinner is in an hour. When are you returning? Or, are you having late dinner? Dinner without your Dad?"